Point of View
[Fred's on deck, the skirt she acquired by slightly suspect means swirling against her ankles in the breeze. She's been helping wherever and however she can, but still battling a general frustration at not finding something she tends to favor naturally. That's not going to keep her from trying, of course. There's a lovely collection of blisters and rope burn marking her skin that speaks to just how much. Which she'll continue to stubbornly ignore. Because Fred knows from experience that they'll fade soon enough. And really? There's something almost comforting in them]
I hope everyone's still doing all right. Which, if you're not, well you're not likely to respond to this either way. Just --
Be careful.
[It's a general thought, if she knows you or not. Because Fred's seen how things like this can get out of hand. For now she'll tuck her journal in a safe spot and eye the crows nest with no small amount of speculation. How different will everything look from up there?]
I hope everyone's still doing all right. Which, if you're not, well you're not likely to respond to this either way. Just --
Be careful.
[It's a general thought, if she knows you or not. Because Fred's seen how things like this can get out of hand. For now she'll tuck her journal in a safe spot and eye the crows nest with no small amount of speculation. How different will everything look from up there?]